Well, she does have that whole "Ellie May" thing going on.
In prison, no one will be messing with Contisha’s desserts.
I’ve heard there is a perfectly valid and excusable psychological reason for violence like this. It all has to do with being “blessed” with an abysmally stupid name at birth. The anger builds as one progresses from swaddling clothes to short pants to short tight skirts to full fledged skank status. Eventually the boiling anger looks for any release.
The answer is to find a judge appointed by the Messiah then go out and search for your next victim.
First Eden, now Ohio.
We need to ban apples.
Usually, somewhere in the mix, a baby daddy involved, even though he says he thought Sasquishita was Consiquita.
At least these two were fighting over something sensible.
Outstanding show in the “Feats of Strength” portion of the FESTIVUS celebration!!
There was probly some great “Airing of Grievances” as well that just didn’t get reported on, but you know it was a great time had by all.
The fritter came out
Tamara
Get your bottom smaller
Fat Tamara
Give me some
Just think of your gout
Tamara
Don’t you eat that fritter
You fat lardo
Not a crumb
When you’re stuck with a knife
Your life
Goes slowly
So just stick out your chins
We’re twins
No strife
Oh!
The fritter came out
Tamara
So ya gotta give it
To your sista
Or you’ll pay
Tamara! Tamara!
I’ll stab ya, Tamara!
Don’t fritter
Your life away!
Tamara! Tamara!
I’ll stab ya, Tamara!
Don’t fritter
Your life away!
“non-life threatening”
Who would threaten ‘non-life’? Zombie harassers?
Well, apple fritters ARE pretty good!
Don’t fritter away your life, honey chile!
The most amazing thing about this story is that they were evidently actually in the process of making an apple fritter. Usually they just buy them frozen at the supermarket with their EBT cards and pop them in the microwave.
O snap
Well, she does have that whole "Ellie May" thing going on.